Chapter 85

"Mr. Layton, you're flattering me. I just like to be prepared, though I didn't expect you all to be so cooperative!" I said. Since things had reached such a point, there was no need for me to maintain pleasantries with Benson. Considering how he had tried to screw me over, was there really a need for me to play nice with him? What a joke! Benson couldn't say a single word in response. Instead, Camille glared at me and hissed, "Max, this isn't over! Just you wait!" In truth, her angry outburst was just amusing, and I couldn't even be bothered to answer her. … Once the banquet was over, Cullen, Noah, and I headed out to have a meal together. Cullen even pulled me aside for a private chat about what lay ahead. He told me about how he had begun to fight for his inheritance, and he advised me to move my company to Govendale as soon as possible. Otherwise, I would be of no help, considering my current capabilities. He was just telling me the truth. After all, Maxophia Logistics